Chapter 402: Golden City Immortal, Dharma Cultivation Returns

The wind was surging, the sky was gloomy and clouds were bleak. Feng Yun Wuji stood on the edge of Jiange cliff in white robe, his thoughts were rising one after another. Behind him was the newly built Jiange, and everything returned to its original state.

Several months have passed, and the Feng Clan has fully recognized Princess Youruo's orthodox status, and the chaotic ancient times have completely calmed down and returned to the rare peace. Suddenly, Feng Yun Wuji has a dreamlike feeling, and he can hardly believe that everything was completely solved.

A few months ago, the War Emperor, who disappeared with the leader of the Heavenly Demon Clan, suddenly broke through the air and appeared above the sword domain. There was no news since then - the War Emperor lurked deep in the War Emperor's Palace, and seemed to be trapped in a new round of sleep.

"I hope this ancient times can truly calm down," Feng Yun Wuji sighed on the top of the mountain, and his two sleeves were clamoring.

"Yes, as long as you want to do it, you can do it," a gentle voice came from your ears. A crisp bell was sandwiched in the soft voice. Princess Youruo, wearing a long black gauze dress, stood beside Feng Yun Wuji, and said quietly.

"Is that right?" Feng Yun Wuji smiled, and his heart was peaceful, and all his worries left him for a while, temporarily forgetting the ancient times and the fate of mankind. Sometimes, when Feng Yun Wuji was alone, he would ask himself why, when he was with her, he could always feel very calm, like the waves gently wandering on the beach in the night.

There is no other feeling in this, nor is there any affection between men and women. Every time I see Youruo, Fengyun Wuji always feels calm and gentle in his heart, as if he sees his sister next door, and his heart is full of pity.

"Yeah." Princess Youruo lowered her head, and her soft hair hanged from both sides of her ears. She cleansed her chest.

Feng Yun Wuji smiled, then stood with his hands behind his back, silent.

"Brother..., can I not go back?" Youruo suddenly raised his beautiful and beautiful forehead, pursed his lips, and asked with a nervous look.

"..." Feng Yun Wuji was silent, his eyes flew over the cliff, and the Feng tribe members who were kneeling on the ground said calmly: "You asked them!"

After the wind clan's forces completed the integration, Princess Youruo stayed in the sword domain for several months, while the wind clan knelt in the sword domain for several months, her eyes unexplained. Fengyun Wuji could make Princess Youruo stay in the sword domain for a long time, but she could not make the Feng clan leader stay in the sword domain forever.

"Princess?..." An old voice came from behind. A little further away, Feng Youzi, the oldest elder in the Feng clan, stood quietly behind, with his eyes full of vicissitudes betting on Princess Youruo - he has been staying in the sword domain for several months.

Princess Youruo lowered her head again, her fair hands staggered, holding them in front of her, and her ten fingers kept moving.

"Grandpa, can Youruo go back later?..." Princess Youruo's voice drifted into Feng Youzi's ears with some timid voice. The moment she heard this request, Feng Youzi almost couldn't help but agree again. For the past few months, it was because of her soft heart. She dragged it from one month to several months, and dragged it again and again until now.

"Princess, you have to go back..." Feng Youzi felt a little nervous.

"Your Highness, it's time for you to go back!" Under the cliff, the shouts of the wind clans gathered into a wave that swept across the entire sword domain.

Princess Youruo secretly looked at Fengyun Wuji, but Fengyun Wuji looked straight ahead and didn't move. Only the robe left was the robe.

Princess Youruo lowered her head, pursed her lips tightly, and did not move.

"Your Highness, it's time to leave," Feng Youzi glanced over Feng Yun Wuji, sighed, then grabbed Princess Youruo's wrist, turned sideways, and walked towards the mountain. He looked at Princess Youruo.

"Youruo, I really don't want to be the patriarch..." Princess Youruo's soft and timid voice came from her ears. Feng Yun Wuji's heart trembled, but she still had no words to keep her.

Princess Youruo was finally dragged away by Feng Youzi, and the Feng tribe who had been lingering under the Jiange cliff for several months finally faded away, and Jiange became empty for a moment.

"Whether you want to or not, you have to do some things!..."

With a sigh, Fengyun Wuji looked up at the sky, and his deep eyes seemed to look at the endless depths.

After absorbing half of the spiritual power of Feng Zun's transformation, Feng Yun Wuji felt a strange change in his body and even consciousness, and he was on the top of the cliff.

The sky was covered with clouds, but in the world seen by Fengyun Wuji, there was no cloud, only a vast void. In the dark void, a strange red star was cutting through layers of space and coming quickly towards the ancient times. In the deeper part of the darkness, the eight colors were different, and the aura was different, either strange, violent, evil, or bloody...

There are many legends about Nine Stars in the ancient times, but there is no doubt that they are all coexisting with darkness...

"A day when the Nine Stars are connected, the door of darkness opens..." A murmuring voice came from behind, which was Dugu Wushen's voice.

"You also feel it?" Feng Yun Wuji did not look back, but still looked at the sky and said indifferently.

"The Way I practiced is closely related to the universe..." Dugu Wushang said lightly, and at the same time, slowly walking over and standing next to Feng Yun Wuji: "Nine Stars are going to be connected to the pearl!..."

"After one month, the first nine stars will descend to the ancient times. At that time, the door to the Sea of ​​Chaos will be opened!" Feng Yun Wuji said slowly: "At that time, there may be a large number of bulls, ghosts, gods and snakes who will rush there! Some hidden masters that did not appear in the chaotic times of the Feng Clan will probably appear one by one!"

"Well, I feel this way too!" Dugu Wushang showed a worried look: "A magic weapon? I'm afraid it's not just us human race!"

"Even a magical weapon, with Chaos as the symbol, the opening of the mouth must be more than the ancient place," Feng Yun Wuji pondered, his eyes retracted from the sky, revealing a thoughtful look: "The demon clan has entered the ancient world, so we might as well meet the powerful demon clan's powerful people. This time, the Nine Stars League is the best opportunity!"

"Are you sure?"

"This trip is inevitable!" Feng Yun Wuji turned around and looked at Dugu Wushang.

"I understand. At that time, Simon and I will go with you."

Feng Yun Wuji nodded. His eyes flew across the distance, Ximen Yibei, who had a white body and white clothes as snow as snow, had a cold face, stood at the gate of Jiange.

"I'm a little curious," Feng Yun Wuji said slowly: "It's not the first time that the Nine Stars League Pearl is. If the inference is correct, every time the Chaos Sea opens, people from all three must gather together... So many masters are fighting for this magical weapon that can control time. After so many years, the magical weapon is still lying safely in the Chaos Sea, hum..."

Dugu Wushen's body trembled and realized something: "You mean?..."

"There must be strange among them!" Feng Yun Wuji cuts the iron track: "So, there is no need to be too many without hands in this trip. You and me, Brother Ximen, and Brother Taixuan, are enough! His martial arts are too low, so I'm going..."

Feng Yun Wuji's voice came to an abrupt end. Almost at the same time, Dugu Wushang also raised his head and looked into the distance...

"We have guests here!" Feng Yun Wuji said calmly, under the horizon, a strong wind swept out with thick black clouds. Among the dark clouds, thousands of lightning flashed through them, and the sound of thunder continued. In the blink of an eye, the cloud spread to the sky above the sword pavilion, and nearly half of the shadows were cage into it.

"Where is the sword god Fengyun Wuji?" A powerful voice burst out from the horizon, and the sound spread like thunder to the top of the sky. It rolled in all directions, like a giant tree pressing over.

Feng Yun Wuji's pupils suddenly contracted, his eyes crossed the clouds and penetrated into the depths of the darkness - under the horizon, a man with a disheveled hair and a wide gray shirt spread his hands, lifted up from the ground like a big falcon, and his body lifted up dozens of feet. Suddenly, it broke into thousands of electric currents and merged into the vast dark clouds...

Da da!!

The wind and clouds rolled. In the blink of an eye, the heavy rain poured down from the thick clouds. In a moment, a layer of white water waves accumulated on the ground.

A strong wind blew, rolling up a few traces of rain and mist. After the rain and mist, Ximen Yibei, who was holding a sword in white, was already standing by Feng Yun Wuji, holding a sword in his right hand, and a wisp of sword energy was pulled out of the sword sheath, and it was about to spit out, and a wisp of spiritual consciousness had already broken through the air.

Feng Yun Wuji's sleeves were bulging, and his right hand stretched out like lightning from his sleeve, holding Ximen Yibei's arm holding the sword: "Ximen, don't do it for now."

When Ximen Yibei heard this, his energy was slightly loose and burst out from the scabbard. The ball of sword light that was unstable was sank into the scabbard again.

"I am here, who is coming?" Feng Yun Wuji said in a deep voice. In the plainness, there was only a domineering aura. Over time, the domineering aura of a high-ranking person that did not appear at the beginning of Feng Yun Wuji gradually became stronger.

"Leiyuan layman!"

Thunderbolt!

The sky was filled with lightning, and lightning like streams gathered from the clouds on all sides, sank into a little, bursting out thousands of dazzling lights, just like the scorching sun in the mountains.

The light appeared quickly and was quickly retracted. In the heavy rain, the lay Buddhist Lei Yuan, who was dressed in blue, had a simple and resolute face, stepped in front of the three masters of the Sword Domain, and his body leaned slightly, and appeared above the cliff in front of the third master of the Sword Domain.

"Lei Yuan Layman?" Feng Yun Wuji quickly searched for this name in his mind, and finally the name of the Canshima Master appeared: "Are you the Canshima Master Master?"

"Yes," said Mr. Lei Yuan calmly. There was a kind of majesty in peace: my unfilial son quietly stole my thunder halberd. After this, I had to go out of the mountain by Wan Lei Yuan."

Ximen Yibei frowned slightly, holding the long sword and holding the sword, his left five fingers were tightened. Dugu Wushang also frowned with some displeasure, sighed and said to himself: "How long has it been calm... It seems that the sword domain is really difficult to calm down."

Feng Yun Wuji's expression remained unchanged. He looked at Layman Lei Yuan calmly and said lightly: "I don't know what Layman Lei Yuan meant?"

Isn't this a matter of saying that you are here to fight or to make peace?

When the lay Buddhist Lei Yuan heard this, his eyebrows moved slightly and said strangely: "I don't know what the sword god means. I have heard that the Lord of the Sword Domain is a respected strong man. Could it be that you want to swallow my thunder halberd?"

As soon as Mr. Lei Yuan said this, Fengyun Wuji knew that both sides must have misunderstood this, and the bull's head was not right at all.

"The layman is here just to protect the thunder halberd?" Feng Yun Wuji said in surprise.

Layman Lei Yuan was stunned at first, and then showed a sudden look and said with a smile: "The thunder halberd is used by me personally. I have half of my abilities. I have to rely on the thunder halberd to display it. Unexpectedly, a few years ago, I was secretly taken out by my unfilial son who had already rebelled from the sect. He was weak in his ability and was not enough to use this thing. I didn't care either, but because I had a sense of mutual response between me and the thunder halberd, even if this nerd is taken away, I would take it back by myself. Unexpectedly, not long after that, I suddenly lost the sense of the thunder halberd, and then became anxious."

"From the great light Wang Yangzun, I realized that the rebellious disciple used his thunder halberd to deal with the sword god, and was taken away by the Lord of the Sword Domain... I am really ashamed! I have no choice but to do this, and I don't know if the sword god can join the thunder halberd to deal with me. In the future, I will be rewarded!"

The change in the matter was extremely dramatic, and Feng Yun Wuji was ready to fight a fierce battle - even now he was quite tired of the civil war.

"Come with me!" Feng Yun Wuji spoke, and then flicked his sleeves. He turned around and strode towards the Jiange. Dugu Wushang and Ximen Yibei looked at each other, shook their heads helplessly, and turned one after another.

Mr. Lei Yuan was slightly stunned. Then he realized that with a wave of his hand, the dark clouds and heavy rain in the world disappeared without a trace, as if they had never appeared before.

After pondering for a moment, the lay Buddhist Lei Yuan slid from the air like a big bird and sank into the Jian Pavilion.

The Thunder Ridge, Feng Yun Wuji has not seen anything after studying it for a long time, and then gradually faded away. Until the entire sword domain children broke through the air, he added a layer of seal to the Yuhui Ji and kept it in its original place. However, he did not expect that this thing seemed to be very important to this lay Buddhist Lei Yuan.

squeak!

Gently uncovered the floor in front of the square table of Jiange, Feng Yun Wuji took out the thunder halberd that was more than ten feet long, dark and full of empty totem from the dark pavilion.

When Mr. Lei Yuan saw this thunder halberd, the two black beards on his chin couldn't help but tremble. He was obviously quite excited: "That's right, it's it... I have been looking for it for a long time!"

After saying that, he stretched out his hands to the heavy thunder halberd. Feng Yun Wuji didn't care. He gently wiped the long halberd, removed the restriction, and handed it to Mr. Lei Yuan.

The ban was removed, and as soon as it fell into the hands of the Lei Yuan layman, the thunder halberd burst out with a black light. In the light, along the dark golden ground pattern, purple-black thunder as thick as a thumb flashed, and from the handle of the halberd, all of them were sank into the Lei Yuan layman's body, and the sound of land mines and lightning filled the Jiange.

The wind was surging, and suddenly a clear sound was heard. A dark light shield spread out from the body of Mr. Leiyuan, wrapping Mr. Leiyuan into it, and becoming blurred.

Crackling!

Thousands of thunders sounded at the same time, and thick purple thunders inside the light shield expanded to the surface of the entire light shield. At first glance, it looked like a piece of flesh and blood, and the purple thunder and lightning seemed like the meridians in the flesh and blood.

In the sword pavilion, the three of them were slightly moved. The terrifying destructive power contained in the thick purple thunder was very amazing. If it were not for the constraints of the gray field, Feng Yun Wuji would not have any doubts that once the energy of these thunder and lightning was released, the entire sword domain would be destroyed!

In the dark sword pavilion, Feng Yun Wuji stood tall, his clothes were free from wind, and his eyes as bright as stars reflected the Lei Yuan layman trapped in the field and the thunder halberd.

The dark realm suddenly contracted, and the figure of the lay Buddhist Lei Yuan appeared in the sword pavilion again: "That's right, it's it. After a while, I will need to pour new energy into it!"

"Are you a practitioner?" Feng Yun Wuji's eyes opened and closed, and he suddenly said.

"Yes, I heard that the Sword God is very young, but I didn't expect that I even know this obscureness," Mr. Lei Yuan was slightly stunned and nodded immediately.

"That's the domain, right?" Feng Yun Wuji took several steps forward, pointing to the thunder halberd with one hand. Although it was a question, he actually said it was definitely.

"Well," Mr. Lei Yuan nodded a little uneasy, and looked at Feng Yun Wuji and the other three with full vigilance.

Unexpectedly, Feng Yun Wuji became silent instead, and several strands of long hair fell from his forehead, floating quietly. Under his long hair, his eyes showed a look of thought.

No one can be clearer than Feng Yun Wuji about the strict boundaries between practitioners and practitioners. It is not impossible to have both martial arts and martial arts, but it is almost the same.

Feng Yun Wuji remembered that he had no choice but to transform into magic because his body collapsed and his body had no drop of true energy. Finally, it was precisely because of the creation and formation of the "external meridians" and the mysterious and mysterious magic of the sword body, which had similarities with the magical ways, that he crossed the boundaries of martial arts. But to be fair, he was still biased towards martial arts.
To be continued...